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The Attack Begins

Author: Osarumwense Osakue
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-04-21 17:16:29

Michael’s POV

The sharp sounds of gunfire coming from outside shattered the heavy silence of the mansion.

I was in Fernando’s room, leaning against the window, lost in thought.

The whole Damian incident had left a sour taste in my mouth.

Every inch of my body ached from that scuffle, and my mind was still racing from the things he said.

How much did he know? How far had my enemies gotten inside our walls without us noticing?

Then—Bang!

My head snapped up. The sound of a gunshot, unmistakable and close.

Another crack followed it, then a volley. Not far. No mistaking it now.

I instinctively turned to look at Fernando, slightly hoping that hearing such sounds might be enough to wake hum up, but I had been wrong.

I heard another round of shots being fired and I knew this wasn’t some random shootout. It was an attack.

"Not again" I muttered under my breath.

I was out of the room before I even registered moving.

My heart was pounding against my ribs as my feet came alive and ran down t
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